The adrenaline rush from roller coasters and tattoo needles

feed the addiction you forgot about. 

The scar on your knee from when Dominique knocked your bike over in ‘95

And the fucked up shit your mom said to you the other day are equally vivid.

You heard a song.

You know… That one song by whatshisface?

Made you remember spraying your clothes with febreeze to silence the

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She turned to me with a smile and that old spark in her eyes

‘Alexia’ she said. Clearly, in that sing-songy way she always did.

I was stunned.

It’s been years since I heard that word leave her lips.

These days, I’m a different person each time we meet.

Even though it sucks, I roll with it.

A church member, a waitress, or a complete stranger.

She has no recollection of raising ...

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